In room 1108, Dan Fei from the Voodoo Dark Witch Order held a yellow note that slowly fell from mid-air in his hand.

The handwriting on the sticky notes is sloppy, and the words "Don't leave me" can be faintly read.

Don't leave what?

Don't leave the room? Or get out of the chair?

Dan Fei's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of tapping on the ground.

Tapping downstairs, [Brother.] 】

Dan Fei responded, "I'm here. 】

[The lights are out.] 】

Dan Fei responded, [Flashlight. 】

[Flashlight, can't, use.] 】

Dan Fei was silent for a moment,

The players have checked before that the hotel's power system is intact.

And before parting, they also told each other that after entering their room, they should check and search first.

Is it because the circuit suddenly burned down in Kafei's room? Due to the curfew, the flashlight could not be used.

But is there really such a coincidence?

When the players searched for the first and second floors, they confirmed that the material of the dolphin hotel room could not conduct energy, and the sound insulation effect was extremely strong.

Even if you turn on the loudest sound to play rock music downstairs, you won't hear any sound upstairs or downstairs, in the hallway, or in the next room.

Why is it so coincidental?

In his and Kaffee's room, there is such a recessed area that can transmit information by tapping the ground,

And this area happened to be covered by a blanket, so he couldn't spot it in the first place.

Caffi said he noticed that the ceiling was thin, so why did he wait until a few minutes before curfew to tell him by tapping?

Is it possible ... This sound was made by an anomalous presence in the hotel.

In order to disguise himself as Kafi and deceive him,

Having him leave the room for violating the hotel's accommodation guidelines and sticky notes, he was killed by the anomaly.

Dan Fei only felt that there were thousands of thoughts in his mind, a mess,

The handle of the obsidian tomahawk in his hand was raised, and then lowered,

Don't know how to respond.

[Something, come here.] 】

The long-silent sound of percussion came again,

This time the noise was louder than before, and the gravel in the sunken pits in the ground was shaken up by a certain height.

As if to illustrate, Kafei was flustered at this time.

Dan Fei could almost imagine in his mind,

In the dimly lit room downstairs, his younger brother was hunched over, holding a spear, and while looking around vigilantly, he used the spear to send a desperate message to himself.

Do you want to go or not.

Do you want to leave.

Do you want to violate the rules, for a possibility, to rescue the existence of your brother who doesn't know if it's your brother, even if the price may be death.

In Dan Fei's mind, heaven and man were at war, and his fingers holding pale yellow sticky notes trembled slightly.

Room 1108, as peaceful as ever,

But the sticky notes in his hand were so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

After a long time, the sound of percussion was heard again.

[He's eating me.] 】

My foot is broken. 】

[That thing, for the time being, is gone.] 】

[I'm here, bleeding.] 】

The sound of percussion was like a giant hammer, shaking Dan Fei's heart,

His brother lives downstairs in room 1008.

Half an hour ago, they had just met, and before parting, they promised each other that they would live this time.

Stay alive...

Dan Fei's eyes couldn't help but flash his brother's smile,

Kafi is strong, rough-looking, taciturn, and not good at conversation.

Even the former gang leaders felt that he was a natural ruthless thug.

But only Dan Fei knows that under Kafei's rough appearance, there is a sensitive and soft heart hidden - he wants to be a sculpture artist, in New York, in Los Angeles, in San Francisco, with his own studio,

Dressed in suits and leather shoes, he talked to the art lovers who came to enjoy the exhibition under the spotlight, and talked about the source of inspiration for his creation.

Dan Fei doesn't know any art, he only knows how to use blood and violence to earn money for tomorrow's breakfast for his family.

But he knew that his brother's dream was good, and he worked hard to climb up, trying to make himself indifferent and cold, and unkind, just so that his brother's hands, which should have been a sculptor, would not be stained with more blood.

If you have to get your hands dirty in order to survive, get my hands dirty.

That's what Dan Fei thinks and does.

[Brother.] 】

[That thing, here it is again. 】

[I'm fast, I can't support it. 】

The sound of percussion becomes weak and weak,

Dan Fei silently clenched the obsidian axe handle in his hand and slammed it forward

Please refrain from outside your room between 00:11 and 07:07 a.m.

Again, I hate hotels.

Dan Fei squeezed the yellow sticky notes tightly in her hands, and the sweat from her palms made the sticky notes.

He tiptoed his toes to the ground, pushed open the door, and before he could rush out of the room, the obsidian tomahawk in his hand made a semicircular trajectory.

If there is something waiting at the door, it will be cut in two by him.

Whew-

The sound of breaking the air is fleeting,

Didn't hit anything, to be precise, the corridor on the eleventh floor was empty,

Only the clock at the end of the hallway points to 00:20, announcing the arrival of curfew time.

“...”

The silent Dan Fei closed the door with his hand, his fingers inadvertently drawing a rapidly fading black trail on the door—if something had broken into the door after he had left, it would be visible when he returned.

He didn't choose to take the elevator,

The elevator speed is too slow, and there is no room for dodging in confined spaces.

He didn't choose to ask for help, and in the task of the killing game, it was not easy for lone wolf players to take care of themselves.

Risking your life to help other players you've never met before is a fantasy.

What's more, this time it's a weird type of script...

Some things are even more terrifying than death.

Dan Fei stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body rushed into the stairwell like a black lightning bolt.

trampling on the walls of the stairwell, rushing down a layer between the rabbits and the falcons,

This is the floor where Kafei is located.

Dan Fei slapped open the door of the stairwell with a palm, and his thin figure appeared in the narrow corridor on the tenth floor.

At the end of the corridor, two figures stood.

Standing on the left is an extremely tall old woman,

She wore a red robe that was as dark as blood, and looked directly at Dan Fei in the corridor,

Holding a wooden basket in his left hand, he waved and swung his right hand towards Dan Fei, as if saying hello or saying goodbye.

The skin on the back of the hand exposed outside the robe was covered with deep wrinkles like vertical and horizontal ravines.

Dan Fei only felt that her scalp was numb, and she almost wanted to burst.

The old woman in the red robe waved to him laughed silently,

The corners of his mouth were raised high almost to his ears, and among his white teeth, he chewed on a piece of flesh with skin that was constantly dripping with blood.

And on the side of the old woman, there was a huge black figure.

The figure was dressed in a tattered black robe and a hood, and it was impossible to see the specific face.

Without feet, just suspended in mid-air,

Let the blood continue to flow from under the black robe.

The black-robed figure was also raising his hands and waving to Dan Fei,

But the feeling he gave Dan Fei was not as terrifying and oppressive as that of the old woman in the red robe.

What the hell is this... What is it...

Dan Fei only felt that his brain was slowing down, and he stood in place in a daze, his mouth open, his eyes glaring,

Out of thin air, an urge arose in my heart to rush forward and slash the horrible old woman to death with the obsidian tomahawk in her hand.

But it was too dangerous, and he had more important things to do.

His brother is still in danger and needs to be rescued.

Dan Fei used his skills to generate momentum around his body, opening up a path in the terrifying and powerful aura of the old woman in red.

He took a difficult step, one step at a time, against the strange gaze of the old woman, and walked to room 1008, placing his hand on the doorknob of the room.

Strange to say, the moment his palm rested on the doorknob and opened the door of room 1008.

The momentum on the old woman's body also vanished,

Satisfied, she chewed off the piece of flesh in her mouth, opened her mouth, and sucked on her blood-stained pale fingers.

And the huge black shadow beside her also inexplicably stopped waving his hand and floated sluggishly.

They did not stop Dan Fei's behavior.

Uneasiness spreads in Dan Fei's heart, but nothing can affect his determination to rescue his brother.

He pushed the door open, and the room was dark and dim,

With the help of the corridor lights, you can see that there is a mess inside, and there are traces of fighting and blood everywhere.

On the ceiling in the middle of the living room, there is clearly a new sunken pit, and white wall ash is scattered underneath it.

It's like somebody just poked the ceiling with something.

Dan Fei's breath was stagnant, his brother had been in this room before, and now he was gone.

On the window at the end of the room was a yellow sticky note of the same size, written in crooked handwriting.

The unease reached its peak at this moment, and Dan Fei stepped through the ruins, came to the window, and took off the sticky notes.

The above is as follows.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance to say goodbye."

The heartbeat slowed down abruptly.

Dan Fei rushed out of the door like crazy and came to the corridor,

At the end of the corridor, the old woman in red and the huge black-robed figure had disappeared.